Chapter 404 The 403 'Ghoul Night' event is re-enacted.
Chapter 404 403. "Ghoul Night" event is re-enacted, classic equipment is waiting for you - [Additional update 1010]
It happens to be a weekend in two days.
A new group of eager young players received helmets and became official "game testers" from the status of "Greeting Party". They unified into Transia in the early morning, which they "dream about", but
This time there was no large-scale "marriage" ceremony like before.
On the one hand, with the expansion of player recruitment, the real-life connection between new players and old players is no longer as close as before.
We are no longer friends in real life, but just online friends.
On the other hand, because of the random event of "Bonegnasher Clan Invasion" that was refreshed in Smuggler's Grove two days ago, most of the veteran players rushed there in droves.
This event led by the Bloodclaw Clan not only has rich rewards, but also has the rare "Vanguard Warg" vehicle randomly dropped. Chief Hogg also opened a limited time offer of the Scepter of Command, a "strategic weapon" dedicated to psionicists.
Exchange, this is enough to make the Scoia'tael and the Strength Party enthusiastic.
However, due to the high strength of the monsters in this refresh event, the activity space of novice players in the Smuggler's Wood has been massively compressed.
In fact, it is not unusual for this incident to suddenly break out. Hogg, who was worried that the players would take risks elsewhere, asked the loyal Nash to take the risk to provoke the bone-gnawing guards. As a result, the little jackal completed the task too "perfectly"
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I don’t know what method this guy used, but in short, he stole the flail and helmet of the vanguard captain, peed on the barbarian captain’s bed, and left the paw prints of the Bloodclaw clan very arrogantly.
This outrageous behavior almost directly exploded the conflicts that had been building up between the two parties.
The guards of the Bonegnawing Clan had been suppressed by the Jackal Warlocks for a long time in Plague Town, and the anger in their hearts took this opportunity to fully explode. More than forty elite barbarians spread out and attacked in the Smuggler's Wood, and they could attack anytime and anywhere.
"Refresh" is such a powerful monster that novice players can't stand it.
They had no choice but to withdraw from the Smuggler's Wood, and returned to Scarlet Castle under the call of the Blood Rat Gang. As a result, they matched up with this new group of young players, forming a perfect "old with new"
situation, and those who are interested in developing their power will certainly not miss this good opportunity.
Just outside the door of the midnight secret room, Zhongsu, the Thunder Demon, one of the "Eight Masters of Demons", immediately started making noises after seeing the new players walking out of the "Birthplace" with curious eyes. He waved the bone staff in his hand.
Shout loudly:
"The Dark Flow Guild's 'Devil's Eight Heroes' is recruiting official members! Brothers, what's the point of always following the orderly and decent path when playing games?
With such a high degree of freedom, it is inevitable to try a different gameplay. Our Demonic Eight Heroes Collection is the happy home of all the dark perverts!
This guild is currently only recruiting two evil players, the Trickster and the Coffin Bearer! The guild has the 'First Trickster in Transia', a very good boss, and the 'The First Coffin Bearer in Transia' Goudan.
Brother’s personal guidance!
You will definitely become a cultist in three days and become a bully in seven days.
Come on, come on!
Now that you join the membership, you will receive a novice set as a gift, allowing you to start your novice career comfortably."
This unusual "recruitment announcement" made the kind-faced recruiter Ju Shark, who was doing the same thing next to him, widen his eyes. The bald vampire exclaimed:
"Holy shit, can being a cultist become a mainstream gameplay in the game? Brothers, please take it easy, don't really develop a cult group and attract witch hunters to annihilate it. Look at President Natalie
That holy sword is taller than you, I don't think you can beat her."
"Oh, that's what I'm saying. How can a serious person develop a cult in a game? But we do all follow the path of darkness."
Demon of Thunder Zhongsu waved his hands.
He played with the grudge seed that exuded a cold aura in his hand, and said with a smile:
"We have all conducted investigations. Now that the mainland is in chaos, the profession of trickster has a lot of potential. Moreover, I asked Mrs. Tris specifically. Among the tricksters' higher-level job transfers, there is a career sequence like 'Master of Monsters'
.
It is said to be able to summon demon-like creatures from the dangerous plane of purgatory.
Look, look, isn't this the classic demon warlock route?
Our brothers have already given everyone a lot of face even though they haven’t created a Shadow Council. Don’t be afraid, we are just talking about it.”
He was shouting here, and he really attracted a little guy who didn't want to take the ordinary road. The middle-aged handsome guy with the ID of "Go Mao" came over and carefully looked at Zhongsu's hands.
The bone staff, then rubbed his chin and said:
"Brother, are you making this thing with real bones? This artistic style is okay, can you show it to me?"
"Give!"
Zhong although generously handed the bone staff to Gaomao, who held it in his hand and tasted it professionally for a while, shook his head and said:
"There are many flaws, and there are some problems with the way it is assembled. Changing the positions of these two bones can improve its aesthetic value. It is a pity."
"Brother, what do you do?"
Zhongsu asked curiously:
"Why are you so interested in these things?"
"I do engraving and leather goods."
Gaomao proudly waved her "artistic" side-parted bangs, waved her hand and said:
"Artist, do you understand? In reality, I have my own small gallery. It was Sister Shui who asked me to come over to play this game and take an apprentice with me. By the way, I didn't understand much when I first came in. What should I do now? Do the main task.
Are you going to search the refugees?"
"No, no, no, when you first enter the game, you have to change jobs first, learn the basic skills and practice them, otherwise you might get snatched away by a wolf when you go to the Xiko grassland. Come on, brother, come with me, and I will take you to change jobs."
Zhongsu deceived this guy who called himself an "artist" and took him to the sewer.
The Blood Rat Gang just recently opened a "new business". Mrs. Tracey placed the manuscript of the Warlock's job transfer book in the Blood Rat Gang's stronghold, so that players who want to take the path of a Warlock can
There is no need to run around all day to interrupt her happy fishing.
The only result of Zhongsu's recruitment work for his own guild this time was "making trouble".
The other new players are either RP party members or veterans recruited by Brother Bang. They all have their own places to go. The remaining lone wolf players are not interested in dark gameplay. They say they want to become the warriors of Transia.
Disdainful of the way of the sorcerer.
It's really a pity.
Half an hour later, the newly minted "Trickster" Gomaoah was wearing a black apprentice robe, holding an apprentice cane and happily following the other members of the Eight Demons in the sewer.
They had just accepted a task from the Blood Rat Gang to investigate underground caves, and they just happened to take the new brothers to familiarize themselves with the gameplay.
“This game feels good in every aspect, but it’s a bit limited in terms of race.”
While waving his cane, Na Mao was a little itchy and wanted to find a target to try his novice skill "Corrosive Hands" on. He complained to the others:
"Actually, I have always wanted to choose an orc, you know? It's an orc with the image of Gul'dan. I particularly like the tragic story and dark atmosphere of that guy. He is a real villain, and he will never be whitewashed.
kind.
Isn't this an artistic processing of character tragedy?
By the way, there should be orcs in Transia, right?
Will this game have racial features in the future?”
"I've never heard of orcs."
The boss of the Eight Demonic Masters, the Moon Demon Cursed Blue, directed his two undead sword and shield men to open a path in front, while shaking his head and saying:
"But I heard from the gnolls that there are a mixture of fish and dragons in the Dark Mountains. There are all kinds of races. There are also some mysterious races that have not been discovered yet. Maybe there are orcs there.
As for changing race, people have been faxing true and false information on the forum, but so far there is no definite answer.
If you ask me, I will definitely open it!
Otherwise, why would the development team work so hard to create unique models for dwarves and elves? There are also human subraces represented by the mountain people. It is really a waste of resources not to let players experience so many races on this continent."
"Yeah, yeah, that's good."
Meng Xin Na Mao Ah was immediately convinced when he heard what these "big guys" said. However, he didn't realize a very important problem, that is, the Demon Eight Heroes actually entered the game only one week earlier than him.
Theoretically speaking, these eight guys are still in the "new" field and have not yet emerged.
"Just turn a corner and this patrol mission will be over."
The shorter Water Demon Bazaar threw a lighting spell into the dark passage ahead, causing a ball of light to fly forward like a flare and then fall down in an arc, illuminating the fork in the road ahead.
He turned back to his brother behind him and said:
"It's a pity that bastard Bo Gang used the suicide bombing tactic to kill himself. Otherwise, the eight of us brothers would have been more successful when we went on a mission together."
"You have to thank our brother Bo Gang for sacrificing himself to kill a barbarian soldier, so we have the equipment we have now."
Ximu, the Demon of Heaven, touched the bone buckler tied to his arm, curled his lips and said:
"I really don't know how those old players got those good equipment. I have been in the game for so long, and the best equipment I have got is this Seiko Shield. It's so difficult to gain reputation! This damn game
There is no such thing as daily tasks.
All tasks are one-time and must be shared with players by grabbing them.”
"Don't worry, this is not a level-up game. Everyone should have fun and be full."
The tallest Demon Lord of Fire laughed while carrying the jackal's war hammer. Although he was a coffin-carrying man, it was a pity that he was not physically capable of fighting in close combat, so he changed his secondary profession to a gladiator. He is one of the Eight Demonic Masters.
A damage-resistant human shield character.
You may not think that these eight guys all follow the path of warlocks, but their professional combinations actually have their own tricks.
In addition to the lack of healers, it is quite complete from shield bearers to melee combatants to long-range archers and psionicists. This is also thanks to the three professional slots that "Real World" gives players so that they can try different gameplay combinations.
"There seems to be movement ahead!"
Demon of the Moon Curse Lan was planning to impart some "warlock experience" to his new friend, Nangmaoah, when suddenly his ears twitched and he frowned and said to the others:
"Before I heard the sound of claws scratching the wall, didn't I say that all the monsters in the sewers had been cleaned up by veteran players? Apart from rats, there were only some strange things left here. How could there be such a movement?
Ximu, use the lighting technique to get over."
"receive!"
Ximu waved the bone staff again, accurately and coquettishly shooting out a beam of illumination light that flew forward at the farthest range and finally landed at the end of the passage. The faint blue light shone all around, illuminating those from the opened underground cave.
The ferocious faces of the monsters that rushed into the second floor of the sewer through the crack were illuminated.
Amid the movement that shimmered and dispersed the darkness, at the end of the supposedly empty sewer intersection on the second floor, there were more than a dozen ferocious ghouls and disembodied wraiths lying densely in front of them.
Ximu's precise illumination technique alerted them, causing these guys to let out horrifying howls, and then flew toward them as the sorcerers of the Eight Demons Gathered stared dumbfoundedly.
And this movement was like a spark thrown on a powder keg, instantly starting a prairie fire and causing thousands of undead below the cracks in the cave to roar.
The temptation from the breath of life and the roar of the ghoul once again staged a cruel and crazy "Ghoul Night" in the sewer that had been quiet for more than a month. The unlucky eight heroes and the even more unlucky Meng
Xin Go Mao seems to be the first sacrifice in this crazy night.
"run!"
Curlan, who reacted the fastest, drove his undead servants forward to resist. He turned back with a ferocious face and yelled at the frightened Ganmaoah:
"Go to the ground! Send a message on the world channel! Hurry! The dog is planning to get things done."
"Oh, oh, I'm going right now! Just hold on!"
This show perfectly shows the panic of urban people when encountering a terrible crisis.
He turned around and ran, staggering and falling to the ground, but he didn't dare to look back, let alone stop. He ran out using both hands and feet along the way he came. At this moment, the thoughts in his mind made him completely unaware that he had already
After changing jobs, you still have a Corrosive Hand that can be thrown out.
I was just panicking to death.
The brothers in the Demon Eight Heroes are quite loyal.
They did not sell Mengxin, but retreated in an orderly manner under the cover of four coffin bearers, a total of eight skeleton shielders and other undead servants. The remaining three tricksters kept throwing things forward to slow down the enemy.
The art of insensitivity.
Their reaction and cooperation were perfect.
Unfortunately, without being polished by the Black Iron Trial, they were unable to cope with such a sudden attack in terms of combat effectiveness and psychic energy pool.
Just as they crawled out of the sewer with trembling hands, running around on the street and shouting at the top of their lungs about the incoming ghouls, the members of the Eight Masters finally paid the price of five people dying.
He ran back to the defense line between the first and second floors.
The assassins of the Blood Rat Gang and the veterans of the People's Army stationed here have completed preparations for resistance.
While the two unlucky ghosts Bazaar and Ximu sat on the ground panting and experiencing the true feeling of escaping from death, at the command of the second lieutenant of the Cadman People's Army stationed here, more than thirty Molotov cocktails were smashed out.
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For a moment, the fire burst into the sky.
Dorothy, who was hiding in the shadows and watching all this, nodded with satisfaction. She grabbed her calculation orb, and for the first time as the leader of the force, she issued a warning to the players about the triggering of random events.
This was the first time she had been issued a task of this scale, but she was not panicked. She had practiced for a long time to ensure that she could perfectly perform her responsibilities at this time.
"Ding"
At this moment, Little Rich Brother, who was about to leave after learning skills from Murphy's office, looked at the calculation orb in his hand in surprise and said:
[The plot event·‘The Return of the Ghoul Night’ has been triggered!
Event description: Warriors of the Scarlet Fort! This is a message from the Blood Rat Gang. The hateful undead in the underground caves guarded by us have broken their seals driven by unknown forces. These crazy guys are rushing out in large numbers.
Their caves, trying to enter the sewers and cause carnage in the city.
I!
The leader of the Blood Rat Gang, Dorothy, is here to recruit all the warriors in the Scarlet Castle. Brave warriors who are interested in defending the city should immediately go to the various defense lines in the sewers to gather!
We, the shadow walkers, will become the first line of defense to guard the city and our home tonight!
Event requirements: Players involved in this event must persist until support from the Cadman People's Army and the witch hunters of the Church of Avalon arrives!
Event rewards: A large amount of blood rat gang reputation, ‘King of Ghouls’ series of suits, and the ‘Shadow of the Undead’ quest line opens.】
"The ghoul is here again?"
Brother Xiaofu exclaimed:
"Why is this exactly the same as the previous ghoul disaster? Aren't the Plague Rat King and the monsters he created already killed?"
"This just shows that another force is eyeing us, my apprentice."
Behind Little Rich Brother, Lord Murphy had already put on his cloak and held his staff and sword. He whispered with a gloomy expression:
"The mess left by the Plague King was taken advantage of by those hiding in the shadows. Fortunately, we dealt with some of the ghouls in advance, otherwise tonight's events would have turned into a disaster.
follow me!
My apprentice, it is time for me to test your progress in the path of summoner."
"Actually, you can also test my swordsmanship."
Little Rich Man held the staff and sword at his waist with a playful smile.
His outfit at this time is sixty percent similar to Murphy's. He is obviously deliberately imitating the image of his mentor. Unfortunately, the appearance of the clothes can be imitated, but Mr. Murphy's handsomeness and handsomeness are still the same before turning on the face pinching function.
Inimitable.
But Brother Xiaofu didn't care. He had the face of a young boy, so he held the hilt of his sword and said:
"I learned from you. In addition to the way of summoning, I have become an excellent swordsman. And tonight, my blade will be swung in your name!"
"Well, such beautiful courage!"
Murphy looked at his apprentice who had developed a chuunibyou. He complained crazily in his mind that this guy was becoming more and more RP-prone, but on the surface he was extremely pleased and said:
"Except for lacking a pair of wings, you are no different from an outstanding vampire elite. My apprentice, do you really not want to consider joining the Blood Vulture Clan? I really need talents like you."
"Becoming a vampire means that I can no longer use my natural spiritual power to help my manticore calm down, my lord."
Brother Xiaofu sighed regretfully and said:
"If you give up, you will gain. Even if I walk on the natural path of Avalon, I will still be your loyal warrior. I hope Avalon will not punish me for my disloyalty because of my loyalty."
"Will not."
Murphy smiled mysteriously.
He spread his wings and flew high into the sky, and whispered:
"I know Avalon very well. I think the God of Nature will give me this little face."
